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Oh, how the strength that I once wielded

Has left me all alone

Fragmented sciences

Roaming the nothingness

They’ve cast me thoughtfully to orbit

A journey far from home

Three hundred million miles of darkness

Seven months to my new home

Of the rusted dust and ice here

Now centered in my sights

Unto this progress there will be a tome in fragments

I was made for this

My tools are clad and accurate

I was made for here

Disintegration is imminent

I was made for this

My tools are clad and accurate

I was made for here

Degradation is imminent

Battery is low and it’s getting dark - for me

By my claw and probe we’re taking

Samples of the world forsaken

Battery is low and it’s getting dark - for me

By my claw and probe we’re taking

Samples of the world forsaken

When strength and poise have left me finally

I’m useless once again

Panels that harvest radiant energy

To empower me once more

I yearn for climactic optimums

then messages for my own

To allow the processes here

That have been so far

I was made for this

My tools are clad and accurate

I was made for here

Disintegration is imminent

I was made for this

My tools are clad and accurate

I was made for here

Degradation is imminent

Battery is low and it’s getting dark (for me)

By my claw and probe we’re taking

Samples of the world forsaken

Battery is low and it’s getting dark (for me)

By my claw and probe we’re taking

Samples of the world forsaken now

So far from home

Far from home

As the Sun, Phobos, and Deimos, they rise and fall

These storms of wind and dust encompass all

These systems wavering before the fall

I hear your voice but can’t return the call

It’s getting

Batteries low and it's getting dark

So far from home

Batteries low and it's getting dark

So far from home